Founds total 2 songs
Telluride
When I was nineteen I threw my stuff in the car. Headed up to the rockies, got a job at this bar. Sellin' beer to the locals, just barely gettin' by. On the tips from the rich kids there on daddy's dime.
Three Mississippi
(Verse 1). I used to believe that things would change but here we go again,. Riding and spinning carousale this circle never ends,. This kitchen table has seen it all before,.
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